Total pages in book: 89
Estimated words: 83598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83598 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 279(@300wpm)
I moved forward a step. “What do you need from me? I left Morii. I didn’t steal anything when I went. I don’t intend to return. If you and Micah would both leave, I could get dressed to find a new job.”
I refused to act scared of this man. I wasn’t at work, and he was at my home, uninvited.
“Fawn, Jesus,” Micah hissed under his breath. “Don’t talk to him like that, please,” he pleaded.
I glared up at him, then back at Garrett.
“You can leave, Micah,” he said simply, not taking his eyes off me.
“Fuck,” Micah muttered.
When he actually began to slowly walk down the two steps that led up to my camper door, I watched him, amazed at the fact that he was just doing what Garrett had told him to. He rarely obeyed Liam, and Liam was his boss.
When he stopped and looked back at Garrett, the blond man who was standing by the Bentley walked around the front of it and toward Micah.
“He didn’t say you could look at him,” the guy said to Micah.
“I’m leaving,” Micah assured the guy.
The guy seemed amused as he watched Micah go to his bike.
“When have you ever heard of me hurting an innocent woman?” Garrett asked.
Micah stopped walking and turned back to him. “Never.”
Garrett cocked an eyebrow. “Exactly.”
Micah flickered a glance at me before turning back around and getting on his bike. I stood there as he cranked it up, and with one last look, he drove away. My attention was now fully back on Garrett. I had more questions than I could count, but I wasn’t about to ask them. I didn’t want this man to think I cared.
“How do you know Micah?” he asked me.
“How do you know Micah?” I shot back at him.
The guy by the car moved, and Garrett held up a hand to stop him without taking his eyes off me.
“Get in the car, Kye,” he ordered.
I watched the blond guy turn and do as he had been told.
“Liam Walsh is a family friend,” Garrett said. “Now, tell me, how do you know Micah?”
I wanted to tell him to get his arrogant ass in that car and leave, but I was curious as to why he was here. “I dated Micah for a short time.”
“Did you date just him, or were you involved with several of the bikers?”
He had not just asked me that. The freaking nerve of this man.
“If you’re insinuating I was a club whore, then that bodyguard you have driving you around had better be armed.”
He smirked. “I take that as a no.”
“You’d be correct,” I snarled, angry he’d even suggested it.
“Why was he here if you are no longer dating?”
Was he seriously going to keep asking me about my personal business?
“He is stubborn,” was my short response.
“About?” Garrett pushed.
I sighed and crossed my arms over my chest. “Why does this matter? I should be asking you why you’re here and how you found out where I lived. Was having me fired not enough?”
Garrett casually strode closer to me, and I really wished I didn’t find this man sexy. Even the way his muscular legs moved in jeans was hard to look away from. I was going to need to get a job so I could buy myself a vibrator, pronto.
“I’m here to speak with you about your job, I got your address from Silas, and last night was unfortunate.”
I let out a laugh. “Unfortunate. That’s what we are calling it? I needed the money I could make there to get a safer location for my camper, pay bills, save for car repair. I have a daughter who is depending on me to have a job. Now, until I have to go pick her up from her job, I need to go get myself another job.” I was heated, just talking about it. My voice had risen, and I expected the blond guy to step out of the car at any moment to threaten me by walking in my direction. What was his purpose anyway? Did Garrett piss people off so often that he required a bodyguard?
“Working at Morii means you have to respect the members. Your behavior last night was unfortunate because you forced my hand. Telling you to leave wasn’t something I wanted to do, but I had no other choice.”
Hearing him say it like that only furthered my belief that it was my fault. I’d already come to that conclusion last night. I didn’t want to have him shoving it in my face. Sure, his girlfriend had been rude, but they were members. He was clearly important. I should have kept my mouth shut. Working there would have never worked. My mouth would have gotten me in trouble eventually.
“I understand that. Trust me, I paid for my disrespect with more than one humiliation last night. It was a lesson learned. Is that all? I need to go get ready.”